the autoimmune hippie.

Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry

brave

  • who the heck is allergic to ducks?!?

    As y’all know, I’ve been fighting my autoimmune diseases for several years while getting more and more sick. I’ve also developed multiple food intolerances and many GI issues recently – which is not at all uncommon as I have celiac disease as well. I knew I was allergic to eggs but have been reacting to… Read more

  • frightening doctor visits.

    I remember my very first question on my NCLEX exam for my nursing license being an orthopedic question – my least favorite subject – and me thinking, “This can’t be a good sign.” And then I REALLY couldn’t believe the irony when I was hired to work the orthopedic floor as my first job –… Read more

  • mother mother

    For whatever reason, somehow my biological mother – who I haven’t seen in 18 years (and that was a traumatic run-in at the ob-gyn’s office I wrote about in one of my Mother’s Day posts) – made one of her occasional pop-ups on my Facebook tonight. That hasn’t happened in a couple of years either… Read more

  • an honest conversation about the ugly things

    When our state Attorney General’s wife, Bridgette Marshall, passed away last weekend, something about her – and his family – really affected me and I couldn’t get them out of my mind. Information started slowly trickling in, some from reputable news outlets, some rumors, but, by Sunday night, I understood that she had some mental… Read more

  • wheelchairs and mala beads

    Probably the most well-known quote from the spiritual teacher Ram Dass is “We are all just walking each other home.” You’ve likely seen it before. It’s a favorite of mine. He is one of my beloved teachers. So, tonight, I finally watched his Netflix short documentary, “Ram Dass, Going Home” about his post-stroke life and… Read more

  • the mother’s day mixed bag.

    Yesterday was honestly the best Mother’s Day celebration I can remember. We went to spend the day with our family at the lake and had the best time talking and laughing and enjoying each other. It was simple and wonderful and I loved it. Today has been good too. I’ve mostly rested – travel wipes… Read more

  • 397 days

    It’s been 397 days since I stopped drinking. 397 days since my cute little sugar skull wine glasses turned into toothbrush and pen holders. 397 days since the rest of the alcohol related paraphernalia in my house went in the trash. 397 days since the whole world changed and brightened and a new life started… Read more

  • dreams do come true.

    I’m just up from a long day of sleep because last night this old lady pulled an all nighter finishing all of my modules for nutrition school. That’s right – I am done. And I am so stinkin’ proud of myself. See, as I was looking through my phone the other day, I came across… Read more

  • breaking up (with friends) is hard to do.

    Today one of my closest (I thought) friends did an INCREDIBLY hurtful thing. Without getting into the gory details, I’ll just say that this thoughtless action affects my coaching practice, for which I just launched my first Groupon this week – oh, and I graduate school in two weeks. And, you know, it’s not that… Read more

  • a new healthy “normal”

    So, my hair has been a thing for me for over six months now. I shaved it last Fall when it started coming out in clumps because of my RA meds: At the time, I tried to convince myself that it would be okay as it was necessary. And maybe if it hadn’t been timed… Read more